I sunk to the floor on my knees, tightly gripping my hair as I screamed. How the hell did this happen? She's alive? And he didn't tell me? He made me believe I killed someone and he locked me up here. Why didn't anyone tell me she wasn't dead? Even Latifah didn't tell me. Does she even know?
Argh! I want to scream and cry and scream and rip someone's head off.
And how dare she come here and tell me that crap. How did she even know I was in here? She even had a key. Who gave her a key? Duuh, it's obvious. Of course he did. Only Damon would. I officially hate him. How dare he? I don't know what I did to him. I didn't choose to be his mate. I don't deserve this treatment from anyone, much less him. He just hates me. He hates me so much that he wants to keep me locked up here for some
